I am your Worst Nightmare

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My name is Philip

I am a poet

I can't believe it

But our father took our name and broke it.

I am only nine-teen

And I am the bravest man you have ever seen

But now I'm in heaven

Because Eaker can only count to seven.

I failed my mother

I'm such a bother

I have a sister and a little brother

But that didn't stop me.

That's all

Until another fall

I'll be waiting for my pops

I'll even count to seven

Up in heaven








Why did I write this-

Any whoo!
Bye Doves!





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